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The Seasons

When the golden nod is full and fair,
The breezes hurrying here and there,
Blowgolden leaves from everytree.
Obeying autumn's stern decree.

And very-6oon one and all
Will hear the turkey gobbler's-6 call,
'T is then you may be sure, my Dear,
Thanksgiving Day is very near.

The autumn days pass swiftly by
Until at last the cheery cry
of "MerryChirstmas"you will hear
And those of kin from far and near
Come once again to the old home
The old familiar haunts to roam,
While good will rules the heart and hand,
The length and breadth of our fair land.
Then sleet and frost and icy s now
Give way, and gentle breezes blow
Gaily tripping in comes spring
A balmy, perfume-scented thing.
The flowers will be in bloom,
Wafted afar their sweet perfume
We see once more on every hand
The beautifying of our land.
Then long lush days of summer come
Flowers abound and the lazy hum
of insects comes from out the trees,
The gnain grows tall and in each breeze
Waves and sways in rhythm mellow.
The sun kissed gruits turn golden yellow
And MOther earth gives to the land
The promise of a harvest grand.
LOUISE MAUSER